Romance - Page 110
Fbailey story number 284 Room, Board, And Sex After my wife had left me, I was very angry. I sold my home and put the money in my bank account. Then I quit my job and left town to ‘find’ myself
------This is a reboot of my older storyline “My Life”. It will not be exactly the same but some of the same character details and experiences. ------I am David and this is the story of my life
Dusk was beginning to take hold on the slightly bustling streets of this quiet neighborhood. Children played on the side of the road and in the front yards of the small modern homes, the sun slowly setting behind the mountains to the west of the small suburb
Andromeda III The warm glow that had illuminated our bonding event slowly faded as nightfall enclosed us with its cool breeze
I grew up in a big house. I had a lot of friends in school, and my grades were acceptable. I never questioned the yelling that happened late at night, when my parents thought I was asleep. I just thought everyone's parents were like that. I was very popular in school as I grew to be 13
Fbailey story number 737 Just Bags On Her Chest She had been turning me down for months but I had been persistent. I caught her in a good mood after our office Christmas party. She had a few too many to drink but I was pretty sure that she knew what I wanted…sex



When I was ten years old I lost my parents in an car accident, at the time I was with my babysitter. All I remember is being picked up by these people in suits, and being taken to a home, I never knew what or how it happen



THIS IS A REVISED VERSION OF MY ORIGINAL STORY. I HAVE COMBINED "I LOVE LUCY" with "i LOVE LUCY PT. 2" I welcome comments that will help improve my story telling. If you are one of those people that get off making negative sarcastic remarks



I was beginning to think I wasn't very good at the business of collectables



Hi my handle is hard93. This is the edited version of my first story here. I hope that you will enjoy it better. I've added a few story elements to add interest for those who have read my first version. It should make it worth the read
Fbailey story number 768 No Changing Room My daughter had really wanted to check out the vintage clothes at that particular store. Vintage being the ‘in word’ for used, previously worn, or things that someone else threw away
CHAPTER7 The next three weeks passed in a blur. I worked Henry tirelessly with studies as the highest priority, me second, and apartment chores last



It had been only a few hours since I’d gotten to Matt’s house, and we had already gone from awkward conversations to lusting over each other’s bodies. After a few minutes of heavy breathing, hands groping the other’s cock, and the occasional soft moan, I pulled my hand away
The Blind Girl in the Rain: part 1. A romance
Chapter 6 The next morning, I woke up alone. Both girls were gone. I went downstairs to find the house empty, and the Ferrari was gone. Cindy's car was still in the driveway. So I knew that she hadn't gone home yet